High Praise at Miller's

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High Praise at Miller's

I went to Miller's Eastcoast West Deli this past Saturday only because and it was the soonest I could return from my visit last Sunday. I hope I don't have to wait as long this week.

I swear to G-d, I was so enraptured with my hot corned beef sandwich, I almost started to weep. It came on rye (shipped "half-baked" from New York, and finished onsite) with a side of slaw or potato salad and a half-sour. Not sure if the spicy mustard on the table-top is home-made or not, but it is a marvel. All this for $8.99 (for the slightly bigger California cut. A Baltimore cut will set you back $6.99).

The previous week, I opted for The Chief: a mix of hot corned beef and pastrami, slaw, and russian dressing on (or in) rye. $9.99. For me, both sandwiches represented the architypical entity that appears in your head, via memories or just hunger, when you scan the description on the menu. Maybe I just love Jewish deli too much, or maybe it's been too long. Either way, I don't care: for that all-too short moment while the sandwich is in my hands, I am utterly blissful.

As I did the previous week, I started off with a good bowl of Jewish penicillin (ne Chicken Noodle w/ Mahtza ball). It benefitted from a liberal dash of salt and pepper, but that didn't stop me from lifting the bowl to my mouth to finish it off.

Friend had an egg-cream and declared it perfect. I wouldn't know, I never touch the stuff. I was fine with a soda-fountain Sprite. Did notice a large selection of Dr. Brown's for those inclined.

Sunday at Noon was crazy busy. Long line, chairs squished way too close to your table and the chair in back of you. A very harried staff. Went this week on the Sabbath (around the same time) and had our pick of the place.

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